: Part 2
The room was bustling with commandos, some familiar faces and others I hadn't seen before. Some were occupied at their workstations, while others seemed to be waiting for Ace's arrival. Among them was "Smoke," whom I recognized. With enthusiasm, I called out to him and waved a greeting, but it seemed like the commandos were a bit reserved, shuffling their feet and avoiding eye contact. Smoke responded, acknowledging my presence, and I took the opportunity to playfully tease him about his nickname choice.
In a lighthearted manner, I asked, raising my voice for all to hear, if I could be the one to come up with a fake nickname next time someone needed to be fooled. The room reacted with some more shuffling, but Smoke couldn't help but grin at my playful remark. Ace was amused by
